This story was written a while ago, but it was this year, I entered it into a contest, and it was supposed to be on the topic of something coming up. Enjoy!

Dough in the Oven

One spring day, my mother was making bread. Soon she had the dough made and put it in the oven to rise. I decided too watch the bread rise, and see if the rising was visible. Soon I decided it was taking too long so I got a book and came back. Every once in a while I looked at the dough until finally, I saw that it was three inches above the pan!
“Mom!” I yelled. “Come look at the dough.” My mom came and looked into the oven through the window in the door.
“It’s almost done,” she said. Soon the timer went off, and we took it out of the oven, and turned the oven on too preheat. In s few minutes, the oven went beep beep which meant that the oven was preheated. My mom put the bread in the oven and set the timer. When the bread was done, I could now wait for supper to come when we could eat it.

Amy